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State of Ohio that took Clinton over the top.

Black male being brutally beaten and kicked by

Los Angeles police officers.

Can we, can we all get along?

The guys this week and they were aware of the fact

that they are the one team in the AFC...

The football star swept her off her feet

and into a luxurious Hollywood lifestyle.

They were a gorgeous couple.

He's wanted by Los Angeles, California,

for a homicide.

He's wanted in Jackson, Mississippi,

he's wanted in Bossier City, Louisiana,

for another homicide.

The gruesome murder appears to be

the work of the so-called Casanova killer.

Authorities are now cautioning all Southland

residents to be extra vigilant and to contact

police if you have any information that might

lead to the arrest of this violent serial killer.

♪ Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, ♪

♪ happy birthday, dear Nicole, ♪

♪ happy birthday to you. ♪

Hey, hey, birthday girl.

- Hey. - What are you doing?

Nothing.

So, what do you guys think, fabulous, right?

Thank you, Kris, really you shouldn't

have gone through this much trouble.

What trouble?

Besides I had my elves working behind the scenes.

Faye here sent out the invitations.

Faye.

Your tasty boy toy waiter booked us the room.

I just came in and made everything beautiful.

Thanks, Ron.

Stop it, God, you're so obvious.

I already told you we're just friends.

Look, what I think you should do is take him home,

grab onto those hard buns, and go to town.

Oh, hello.

Sorry to interrupt.

Oh?

I just wanted to come over and say happy birthday.

I hope you were surprised.

Oh, she was very surprised.

Kris, I think you put your foot

in your mouth over here.

Come on.

And you, no funny business, okay?

All right.

Because she's mine.

Oh.

Oh, like that?

Wow.

So sorry about her.

You know, she gets a little carried away

when she's had a few.

Well tonight is all about you, so just try to unwind,

enjoy yourself.

And if you need anything, I'll be around.

Thanks, Ron.

- Okay. - Thanks.

If you need anything, I'll be around.

What is it about "just friends" you don't seem to get?

That's what all cougars say about their young bucks.

Cougars?

Come talk to me.

So tell me how you're doing.

And I don't want to hear all this "I'm fine" stuff.

I want to know how you're really doing.

I've actually been feeling stronger than

I have in a long time.

Yeah.

My therapy is going well and I feel like I'm making

some real breakthroughs.

Oh my God, honey, I can't tell you how happy

that makes me feel.

I made a promise to myself that I wasn't going to

let him get to me anymore, no matter how many times

he calls, or creeps around my bushes.

Oh my God, don't tell me he still has bush syndrome.

Yeah, his shoe prints are all over my garden.

Size 12 Brunos.

I bought him those damn shoes.

Well I'm really liking this new independent Nicole.

You know, sweetie, you got divorced two years ago,

it's okay to move on.

I want to, Kris.

But sometimes I just don't know if he'll ever let me.

What do you mean?

I'm worried he's going to kill me one day

and he's going to get away with it.

Oh my God, Nicole.

What are you talking about?

Hey.

In case we forgot, the party is out here.

And on that sour note.

Sour?

Please tell me you're not leaving already.

Wait, please tell us you're not

leaving already. Kris?

Have a fun night.

Don't think about anything heavy right now, okay?

And make sure that this one gets home in a cab.

I will.

Oh and Bruce sends his love, he couldn't make it,

he's hosting a fundraiser in West Hollywood

with Heidi Krieger.

What a drag.

What can I say? I make a great talent manager.

Have fun, girls.

Come on, you guys.

We're going to get going.

The kids are about to crash and if I don't get Faye home,

she'll be here all night.

Well you need a lift?

I've just got to clock out.

No, I have my car.

But I just wanted to thank you again for helping Kris

put all of this together.

Oh, it's nothing.

It was really lovely of you, Ron.

Well for you, anything.

Thanks.

Thank you, Ron.

Be safe, Nicole.

Okay.

Faye!

Coming.

Bye.

Sugar crash.

Come on, Justin.

Brr, it's cold out here.

Jeez.

Sydney, come here, honey.

You guys were so good tonight, did you have fun?

So much fun.

Brr, chilly tonight.

That was fun.

It was.

I had a good time.

Little buddy needs his jacket.

Wee.

Mom, Mom, what's going on?

It's okay, baby.

Nicole, wait.

Nicole!

- Godammit. - It's him?

You need to call the cops, he can't keep getting

away with this.

- I can't call the cops. - Why?

Do you think they're going to do anything?

He's drinking buddies with half the LAPD.

Come here, baby, it's okay.

- No, none for me, thanks. - No?

No, and I don't think your fiance would like

you doing it either.

Oh, like I really care what he thinks.

Go lay down, Kato.

Nic, don't let that son of a bitch get to you.

He's so miserable, he, he wants everyone

to be miserable.

All I want is to be a good mom, Faye.

Like my mother was to me and my sisters.

That's all that matters to me now.

It's like I take even the smallest step forward

and he's right there trying to pull me back.

I'm sorry, babe, we'll get through this.

- What was that? - Nothing.

It's probably a tree, who cares?

No, let me just go check.

Come on, it's nothing.

- Fuck this. - Faye.

- Fuck him. - Faye.

- Fuck you! - Stop.

Come on, let's give him a show,

you know he'll love it.

- I can't tonight, okay? - No, not tonight?

I'm sorry.

I thought that you liked when we...

- I did. - You did?

I, I do.

Just, maybe another time, okay?

Okay.

I'll go.

Plus I have to get up early tomorrow morning.

Little birdy told me that Julia Roberts needs

a new interior designer.

So, guess who's going to be sitting right next to her at

the chateau eating breakfast?

Please tell me you're not bailing on me

before you finish my place.

No, no I got you, promise.

Okay.

All right.

End of the line.

See you tomorrow?

Nine miles, 9 A.M.

You're a slave driver.

Bye, Ron.

May I help you with something, ma'am?

Oh, hi.

Good morning.

I was actually coming by to see if my neighbor Candace

was home.

I hadn't seen her out on the trail

the last few days, so I thought, you know...

Yeah, she's staying at a hotel

while I finish painting her place.

Oh.

I'm actually in the process of remodeling my condo next door.

Well my girlfriend is supposed to be my designer,

but she's kind of pulled a disappearing act on me lately.

I have all of the paint and supplies,

I just haven't been able to find anyone to finish the job.

Time of year, half of Brentwood is giving

their houses facelifts.

It's not just the houses getting facelifts

in Brentwood.

Listen, I know that this is probably a long shot,

but are you available?

Yeah, I just might be.

It's 3,400 square feet, four bedrooms,

four bath.

Kitchen, there's a study.

These your kids?

Yeah.

Yeah they're staying with my parents for a few days while

I try to finish up the place.

We moved in six months ago, but just can't seem

to get anything done.

And I don't think I got your name.

Glen.

Just Glen?

Yep.

Well, just Glen, I'm Nicole Brown.

Nicole Brown.

Simpson.

Just Brown, I'm divorced.

Take a look around.

Oh.

Oh!

Sorry about that.

It's okay.

Do you want some? I just made it.

Sure.

Here.

Oh.

Thank you, ma'am.

Thirsty?

Yeah, very.

Thank you for that.

So, what do you think?

About the juice?

About the job.

Oh, I could, I could knock it out in three,

four days tops.

Easy as pie.

Easy as pie?

Haven't heard that one in a while.

Where are you from any way?

Here and there.

Well, just Glen from here and there,

when do you think you can start?

How about right away?

How are you feeling today, Nicole?

I don't know.

The same I guess.

Anxious.

During our last session we discussed

reaching out to your family.

I haven't felt as comfortable opening up

to them these days.

Is it because you didn't think they were

supportive when you decided to end the marriage?

OJ did a lot for them over the years.

You know that's how the manipulation begins.

That's how he draws people in.

He always has to be the hero, on and off the football field.

What about you, Nicole?

How do you feel about him?

I mean he's the only man I've ever been

with since I was 18.

My friends used to say that he molded me into what he wanted

me to become so that no other man could ever take his place.

And to be completely honest, I, I miss the sex sometimes.

But what I don't miss is living under his control.

How he would monitor everything that I wore,

what I ate, who I could be friends with.

God forbid I became friends with another man.

All the while he's out screwing every woman

he laid eyes on.

Do you think he loved you?

I used to.

But I don't anymore.

Now I think he only saw me as an object.

Something he could control, something he could own.

And that's not love, is it?

Kato?

Dammit.

Don't give me that shit!

I know it was you!

What do you want from me?!

Please, I'm begging you, I don't want to have to

involve the cops again.

For the last time, leave me alone!

Morning.

Thought we were going for our run.

I'm sorry, Ron, I completely forgot,

I can't today.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, everything is fine.

Hey, you're all set, Ms. Brown.

You don't have to worry about any more break-ins.

Thank you, Walter.

You have a good day now.

Yeah, you too.

Break-ins?

Nicole, what the hell is going on?

Nothing, it's just a precaution.

It's him again, isn't it?

Ron, please, not now.

Nicole, I'm your friend.

I can see it in your face, just tell me what's going on.

Ron, please.

My life...

things are complicated right now.

I'm working very hard to do what's best

for me and the kids.

You're a nice guy and I, I really appreciate

all of your concern.

I do, but it's better if you don't get involved.

I know he did some fucked up shit that broke you down

and made it hard for you to trust anyone, I get all that.

But what bothers me is that there are people in your life

staring you right in the face in fact who actually

give a shit about what happens to you.

Maybe you shouldn't try so hard to push us away.

Glen?

That will stop as soon as you shut this door.

Oh my God, I'm supposed to figure out

how this thing works?

It's the size of a phone book.

Oh, they just make it look harder than it is.

See these lights here?

They just let you know the place is secure.

And then if you want to arm the system at night,

just put in the four-digit code.

Any, any four digits you want.

Okay.

See? There you go.

And then you want to hold this button down for 10 seconds.

The alarm will sound and the police will

automatically be called out.

Okay, I think I get the idea.

Okay put, put in your code.

See, got the hang of it.

Easy as pie.

Apple pie.

It looks like you made some progress.

Yeah.

I should be wrapping up by the end of the day.

Few minor touch-ups, I'll be out of your hair.

Well you've been working hard,

how about a break?

Dammit, where did I hide them this time?

Lose something?

Uh.

Voila.

Why do you hide them?

My ex used to constantly give me shit.

Called it a disgusting habit.

So I got used to keeping a secret stash.

Lucky for you he's not around anymore,

so you can do whatever you want.

You don't have to hide.

Yeah I guess over the years I learned

that playing it safe was the better option.

It's hard to believe that a strong woman

like you would even be thinking like that.

I'm not that strong.

Sure you are.

You don't need rescuing, you know?

You can take care of yourself just fine.

You did a great job,

I can pay you for the rest...

Hey, I get paid when the job is done.

- Hi. - Faye.

Woo.

Where in the world have you been?

I've been worried sick about you.

Worried sick?

Why haven't you returned any

of my calls or pages?

I've returned every call and page.

I have my beeper in my purse.

I told you I would finish everything here.

Faye.

Wow, you've been busy.

I mean I said I would finish all this for you, huh?

What did you expect me to do?

You disappeared on me, my kids need to feel

like this is their home.

Oh okay, because I guess you're the only one

with a life, Nicole.

I mean I've been busy, sorry.

Listen, Faye, this really isn't a good time,

I think you should go.

I said I would be back, here I am,

and now you're shutting me out.

Is there someone else?

- Like you look like, like... - I've told you,

you can't be here when you're like this.

There's someone here, huh?

Someone here.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah I do.

Hey, listen, Faye, Faye,

you need to stop right now and listen to what I'm saying.

You need to leave my home.

Why?

Faye. Faye, you're...

- Don't you want me? - You're out of control.

Don't you want me anymore?

You look like you haven't slept in days.

Wait, who is here right now?

Who is here getting one of your famous

Brentwood hellos, huh?

Jesus Christ, is he up there?

Wow.

Faye, please.

Yeah, please, please.

No it's just like you, it's just like you to just jump

right back into bed with him.

I mean are you serious right now?

Is this for real?

Has he changed?

Has he said he's changed again?

You fell back into his trap because

you're a fucking stupid, stupid girl.

You are.

And I love you, but you don't listen.

Before it's too late, but you don't listen.

You don't listen to any of your friends.

That man will be the death of you and don't say

I didn't warn you, okay?

Just make sure of that, please?

Bye.

I'm leaving.

Oh my God.

No, Charlie.

She's going to wake up.

Goddammit.

I'm not doing it. I'm not doing it.

Leave me alone, leave me alone.

I don't want to, I don't want to be here, I don't want do it...

Fuck, fuck.

No, no, no.

Charlie, Charlie, you said that was the last one and the

time before that, you said that was the last one.

And now, why can't you leave me alone, huh?

Why can't you leave me alone?

Charlie, uh-uh, uh-uh, no, no, no, no, no.

Glen?

Hey. Nicole.

Hey, listen.

Nicole.

Nicole, listen.

Nicole?

I don't, I don't know what came over me.

That was, that was...

It was stupid, okay?

I, I didn't mean it, I, I swear.

Nicole, let's, let's talk about it, okay?

Let's, I, we can talk, talk it out.

Fucking bitch, open the door!

I will fucking kill you!

Open the goddamn door.

Fucking bitch!

Open this goddamn door.

So you say you recently hired this man

to work on your house?

Yes, as a painter.

May we get a name, ma'am?

Glen, his name is Glen.

And how about a last name?

Just Glen, that's all I know.

Do you have an address,

phone number, pager?

Is that how you usually dress when you have

workers in the house?

What does that have to do with anything?

Okay, ma'am, how did you pay him?

Credit card, personal check?

Cash.

Look, Mrs. Simpson...

Brown!

This is not the first time you've made

this type of call.

What are you trying to say?

Seems to me you willingly invited

this man into your home.

Are you kidding me?

And you do have a long history

of calling 9-1-1.

I have a history?

You mean that son of a bitch over on Rockingham

has a history.

You know after he's killed me, you people can live

with the fact that you never did a thing about it.

Just another day in the good old boys club, right?

Never mind the wives and girlfriends who end up on the

receiving end of their fists.

Who gives a shit about us?

Ma'am, Ms. Brown,

whatever you do in your personal life is none of

our business, but for the sake of your children,

I suggest that you get it under control.

Meanwhile keep your doors and windows locked.

And be sure to let us know if this Glen shows up again.

I love this dress.

Do you think it would look good on me?

I want to try it on.

Ooh, this color is so...

Stop it.

Now this little number would look divine on you.

Today is about the kids, remember?

Well that doesn't mean us moms can't

have a little fun too.

- She'll take this one. - Of course.

- No, Kris. - Oh please, it's on me.

- It's too much. - No, that's nonsense.

Look, just go to Argento's, get us a nice corner table,

and we'll be along shortly.

Well I can take the kids.

No, no, it's fine, I got the kids.

You look like you could use a breather.

Okay.

Go, shoo.

Kim, Khloe, what did you find?

This one.

Oh my God.

Ma'am, what are you doing up here?

This area is off limits.

Sir, can you help me?

There's a man, he's following me.

What man?

Honey, where have you been?

We've been looking everywhere for you.

I know this is sudden, Kris,

but can you take the kids? I have to go.

Sweetie, what's going on?

What happened?

Just for a few hours, please can you do this for me?

Sure.

- Sure, Nicole, anything. - Thank you.

Babies, come here, come here.

You're going to hang out with, with auntie Kris

- for a little while, okay? - Okay.

I want you to be good.

I'll pick you up later, all right?

Okay.

I love you, I love you, honey.

- Bye, Mom. - I'll see you soon.

- Thank you. - Bye.

- Bye, Mom. - Bye.

Did you guys hear that?

We get to hang out all day.

All right, kids, let's go, come on.

Okay.

Where do you want to go?

Let's go shopping.

I'm sorry to bother you, is Candace home?

No, I'm her brother, can I help you?

I'm her next door neighbor Nicole.

Do you know when she will be back?

I need to talk to her about the man who painted her house.

I need to know anything that she can tell me about him.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Please, his name is Glen,

I met him right outside when he finished

painting her house.

I'm sorry I can't help you.

We're worried she's in some kind of trouble.

What are you talking about?

And if you hear anything,

tell her to call, please.

Hey, Charlie.

Thank you so much for taking the kids, Kris.

I owe you big time.

The woman whose identity is being withheld...

I will, I promise.

Okay, goodnight.

This normally safe and peaceful park

in upscale Brentwood when she was reported missing

by her relatives.

No suspects have been identified and the killer

or killers is still believed to be at large.

Hello?

You said that was the last one,

and the time before that, you said that was the last one.

Hello?

And I can't... Uh-uh, I don't want to hear it.

No, Charlie.

I will fucking kill you!

Nicole?

Yes?

Do you want to tell me where

those bruises came from?

I know what you're thinking,

but it wasn't him this time, it wasn't OJ.

I, I met another man recently.

He was just someone I hired to work on my condo.

But we ended up having sex.

I honestly don't know what I was thinking.

Maybe I did it out of frustration.

Maybe I did it just to spite OJ.

But I realized right away that I had made a terrible mistake.

Later that night I found this man standing in my living room

talking to someone.

To some thing that wasn't even there.

And when I saw his eyes, he looked completely insane.

Then he tried to attack me.

I, I ran upstairs, I locked myself in my bedroom.

He kept pounding at the door saying that

he was going to kill me.

And ever since then it's like wherever I go,

he's there.

Like he's haunting me.

And then last night, I don't even know

how to describe it.

I experienced something I've never experienced

before in my life.

I felt like I went to Hell and back.

And I, I keep trying to tell myself it was just some

horrible nightmare, but I don't know how

that explains these goddamn bruises.

I don't believe that Hell is a literal place.

I think it represents all that we fear, all that we repress.

All the negativity that we hold onto from our past.

I don't know who this man was, or what he wanted from you,

but I think this incident is another reminder that

it's up to you to take control of your life.

Nicole, I want you to think about how you would feel if

your ex husband or any man for that matter no longer

had power over you.

If you finally said no more and actually meant it.

Sydney, do you have your tights?

Yeah, they're right here.

Come on, Mom, we're going to be late for the recital.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Okay, okay, okay.

You guys go get in the car, I'll be right there.

- Okay. - Okay.

I want to go home.

Nicole.

We'll meet you at Mezzaluna.

I got us a table for 10.

Okay, we'll follow you there.

Okay.

This way, come on, come on.

Come on.

Come on, guys, let's get to the restaurant.

Here we go.

Okay.

Ooh, sorry, honey.

All right, put your seatbelts on, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

Hey, Nicole, I want to see the kids before

I go to Chicago tonight.

You stop using the kids to get to me.

You're never a father to them unless you want something.

You know it's not enough that you follow my every move,

you break into my home, and you make your crazy calls

in the middle of the night.

Now you've got to go and make a bullshit claim

to the fucking IRS.

Do you think they're going to take away my condo,

the home that I paid for with my own money

and put me and your children out on the street?

Is that how you plan for me to come crawling back to you?

I warned you.

I told you I'm done playing nice,

now you get a taste of what real life feels like.

Let me be clear.

You are no longer part of this family,

do you understand what I'm telling you?

You will no longer threaten, or manipulate, or intimidate me.

Our marriage is dead, you are dead to me.

You will never lay your fucking hands

on me ever again.

Hey, man.

Charlie?

What's going on, sweetie?

Kris, I know that I've been asking a lot

of you lately, but can I ask you one more favor?

Of course, anything.

I need you to promise me that if anything ever

happens to me, you'll look after my children.

Okay, sweetie, what is this?

You're really starting to scare me now.

Please, Kris, I, I just need you to promise me.

Honey, I would never let anything happen to you

or your children.

Now how about you guys come over to the house tonight

and we have an old fashioned slumber party?

The kids would love it.

And I don't think you should be alone.

I know, Kris, you're an amazing friend.

The best.

But I need to start dealing with my problems head on.

We'll be okay at home.

Okay.

I understand.

Thank you.

I'll always be here for you, Nicole, okay?

I love you.

I love you too.

You're family.

I know, thank you.

Sydney, come on, get your brother.

Come on, babies.

Ron, goodnight.

Nicole!

Mommy is here to protect you.

Promise?

I promise.

Will you see Oma's song?

Yeah I can, baby.

♪ Guten Abend

♪ Gute Nacht

♪ Mit Rosen bedacht

♪ Mit Naglein besteckt

♪ Schlupf unter die Deck

Oh, look at this, this isn't good.

Who's are those?

I think it's Nicole's mom's.

Not a bad excuse to see her again.

Yeah, good reason to swing by.

♪ Guten Abend

♪ Gute Nacht

♪ Von Englein bewacht

Oh, dude, fuck, look who is here.

Who?

Your girlfriend's husband.

He looks seriously PO'd.

Oh shit.

You might want to make yourself scare, man.

Yeah.

♪ Selig und suss

♪ Schau im Traum's Paradies

♪ Schlaf nun selig und suss

♪ Schau im Traum's Paradies

- Mommy. - Yes, baby?

Sleep in here tonight.

Not tonight, sweetie.

Please, I don't want you to go.

I'm not going anywhere.

Goodnight.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

I love you.

I love you too, baby.

Police tonight have issued an all-points

bulletin for the man they believe is responsible for the

recent murders of two women here in Southern California.

The first victim 33-year-old Sandra Gallagher was last seen

leaving a bar in the San Fernando Valley

with the suspect.

Her strangled and badly burned remains were found by police

several days later.

The same suspect is also wanted in connection with the

murder of 44-year-old Candace Jorgensen whose mutilated body

was discovered just last night in a park not far

from her home in Brentwood.

The suspect has been identified as 32-year-old

Glen Rogers, a drifter from Hamilton, Ohio,

who's also said to be the prime suspect in the so-called

cross country killing spree.

Also dubbed the Casanova Killer,

Rogers is believed to be responsible for the

gruesome murders of some...

The FBI sources stated that Rogers took on

multiple disguises and identities as he embarked

on his nationwide reign of terror which has made the

job of tracking down this elusive serial killer

even more difficult.

Authorities say Rogers may be at large tonight in the

Los Angeles area and they're urging residents to exercise

extreme caution as the suspect is to believed to be armed

and extremely dangerous.

I'm Tracy Savage for the 11 o'clock news.

Ron.

Your mother left these on the table,

just wanted to bring them by and let you know that I saw

OJ at the restaurant and he looked pissed.

Ron, I have to tell you something.

Ron!

Stay.

Hey, boy, what is it?

Oh.

So I was over there, I was walking my dog,

and saw this other dog here across the street.

And we're live, five, four, three, two...

The body of 35-year-old Nicole Brown

Simpson, ex-wife of famed football star OJ Simpson was

found slain last night outside her posh Brentwood condo.

The body of a man...

The body of a woman reported to be Nicole

Brown Simpson ex-wife of football star OJ Simpson

and a man identified as Ronald Goldman were found

earlier this morning.

Further reports from Los Angeles say that the case is being

treated as a homicide.

Today my office filed murder charges against

OJ Simpson for the deaths of Nicole Brown Simpson

and Ronald Lyle Goldman.

The Los Angeles Police Department

right now is actively searching for Mr. Simpson.

Going Northbound on the 5, 43-miles-an-hour.

This is quite an extraordinary scene unfolding

at the moment along one of the freeways

in the Los Angeles area.

We believe at the moment it is the 91-West

headed toward Cerritos.

Down there on the ground is a white Ford Bronco.

Police escorted him to the rear of

the building and a short time later Simpson

was seen in handcuffs.

Back up, please, get out of the way.

At this time do you wish to enter a plea of

guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

OJ Simpson has created a media frenzy

in what is now considered the trial of the century.

The people would ask that Mr. Simpson step forward

and try on the glove recovered at Bundy...

If it doesn't fit, you must acquit.

We the jury in the above-entitled action

find the defendant Orenthal James Simpson not guilty

of the crime of murder.

In violation of Penal Code section 187A a felony upon

Nicole Brown Simpson, a human being as charged in count one

of the information.

Some justice for the black community.

We all know he's guilty.

How would, how would you have felt if he

would have went to jail?

They are working with Kentucky State Police

and the Los Angeles Police Department in the widening

hunt for Glen Rogers.

Rogers left a trail of mutilated victims

stretching from Los Angeles...

The FBI's most wanted, hunted for

five murders in five states.

He's on the run, armed and dangerous.

I'm absolutely certain that my brother Glen

killed Nicole Simpson and Ron Goldman.

LA police say he murdered a Santa Monica woman

in Van Nuys in September of 1994.

LA investigators say he is a man with a short fuse

who is killing for purely psychological reasons.

Glen had told me when I come full circle,

he said I want you to kill me.

He wants to pass on the demon.

Good and evil exist in this world.

How many people have you killed,

Mr. Rogers, huh, how many people?

You already confessed to killing those women, Glen.

10 so far that we know of.

All attractive, all blonde.

She is definitely your type.

You mean you, you want to know if I did that

to her by nearly cutting her fucking head off?

Well, did you?

I didn't kill her.

Charlie did it.

So who is Charlie?

In what was called a hypothetical account

of the crime, Simpson said he and a friend named Charlie

went to his ex-wife's house.

This guy Charlie shows up.

I go to the front and I'm looking

to see what's going on.

A guy shows up.

And he brought the knife.

As things got heated, I just remember Nicole fell.

And I remember I grabbed the knife.

I do remember that portion, taking the knife from Charlie.

After that, I don't remember except I'm standing there

and there's all kind of blood and stuff around.

It was horrible.

It was absolutely horrible.

They was asking about you.

I didn't, I didn't tell them nothing, okay?

I, I swear.

Hey.

Where you been?

9-1-1 emergency.

Can you get someone over here now

to 325 Gretna Green?

He's back.

Please.

Okay, what does he look like?

He's OJ Simpson, I think you know his record.

Could you just send somebody over here?

Okay, what is he doing there?

He just drove up again.

He just drove up?

Can you send somebody over.

Okay, wait a minute, what kind of car is he in?

He's in a white Bronco.

But first of all he broke the back door down

to get in before.

Okay, wait a minute, what's your name?

Nicole Simpson.

Okay, is he the sportscaster or whatever?

Yeah.

- Okay... - Thank you.

Wait a minute, we're sending police,

what is he doing, is he threatening you?

He's going nuts.

Okay, has he threatened you in any way or,

or is he just harassing you?

You're going to hear him in a minute,

he's about to come in again.

Okay, just stay on the line.

I don't want to stay on the line,

he's going to beat the shit out of me.

Wait a minute, wait, just stay on the line so we can

know what's going on until the police get there, okay?

- Okay, Nicole? - Uh-huh.

Just a moment, does he have any weapons?

I don't know.

Okay.

He went home and now he's back.

The kids are upstairs sleeping and I don't want

anything to happen.

Okay.

- Has he hit you today or no? - No.

Okay, you don't need any paramedics or anything?

Uh-uh.

Okay, you just want him to leave?

He broke my door.

He broke the whole back door in.

And then he left and he came back?

Then he came and he practically knocked

my upstairs door down, but he pounded it,

and then he screamed and hollered,

and I tried to get him out of the bedroom because the kids

are sleeping in there.

Mm-hmm, okay.

And then he wanted somebody's phone number and I

gave him my phonebook, or I put my phonebook down to

write, write down the phone number that he wanted.

And then he took my phonebook with all my stuff in it.

What?

What is he saying?

Oh my God.

All units there's domestic violence at 30,

correction 325 South Gretna Green Way.

The suspect has now entered, and is yelling obscenities.

OJ, the kids are sleeping.

And he's refusing to leave, it's code 2-high...

You didn't give a shit about the kids while you were sucking

his dick in the living room, they were here!

You didn't care about the kids then!

Oh it's different now?

I'm gone and you're doing fine.

Just stay on the line, okay?

Is he upset with something that you did?

A long time ago, it always comes back.

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